Yang Hua didn't pay attention to the affairs of the capital, so naturally she didn't know who Dr. Feng was.

She didn't care about Old Mrs. Duan's words either.

As for medical skills...

Yanghua only believes in Meng Fu.

If even Meng Fu can't cure Yang Lai's legs in the world, then no one can cure them.

Yang Hua's voice appeared abruptly. When Mrs. Duan came in, she knew that Meng Fu, Yang Lai and others dared to come in in the room. Her body stiffened a little after this sentence.

When I turned around, I saw Meng Fu standing against the door.

Not only Meng Fu, Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin are all there.

Meng Fu leaned against the door frame slightly. When she heard Yang Hua's words, she waved to Yang Hua and looked at Old Lady Duan with a smile, her voice slowly: "It's okay to see."

Her pair of peach blossom eyes always seemed to be covered in fog, so beautiful that she was extremely beautiful.

But when she saw it, Old Mrs. Duan always felt chill behind her for some reason.

Old Mrs. Duan didn't dare to look at her, so she just looked at Yang Lai, "I..."

Yang Lai was sitting in a wheelchair. He interrupted Mrs. Duan and said coldly, "Mrs. Duan, you don't need to care about my business. Yang Jiu, please leave."

Yang Jiu came out directly from the crowd.

He also watched the video and knew that Old Lady Duan didn't even look at Mrs. Yang, but directly grabbed Old Lady Duan's collar and dragged her out.

Old Mrs. Duan has been honored all her life. Whoever saw her was so respectful that she was so respectful that she had never been treated like this.

"Yang Lai, I know I feel wronged with Meng Fu, but I'm doing it for your own good..." She looked at Yang Lai, who was indifferent to the wheelchair and was furious.

"Just jokingly," Yang Lai looked up, his eyes cold, "You saw the He family the night before yesterday, right? So you haven't interacted with me for the past two days, and even broke the capital chain with Yang. The most important thing you shouldn't have been to take away the Yizhen tips and see Yizhen..." Yang Lai closed his eyes, "After seeing her being thrown down, drive away directly."

"Mrs. Duan, are you really doing your good for me?"

Old Mrs. Duan's face, which had always been determined, was also stunned.

he……

I actually got it.

No one knows her son better than her, and Mrs. Yang is his last rebellious scale. "Yang Lai, do you really want to be enemies with the Duan family for them? Do you know what you are doing? Without the Duan family, you..."

Yang Jiu looked at Old Lady Duan in disgust, took her directly to the corridor, and then closed the door of the ward.

The sound stopped abruptly.

In the room, no one mentioned Old Lady Duan again.

Meng Fu walked to Mrs. Yang and looked at her case.

Yang Lai's expression did not change much.

Even though he had heard the three words "Doctor Feng" before.

Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu naturally felt Yang Hua's gaze, and she knew what Yang Hua wanted to say.

In fact, Meng Fu has been studying Yang Lai's legs since last year, including asking Qiao Le to help Yang Lai rebuild some time ago, until the last time she asked Xu Mohuai to take her things back.

Meng Fucai formulated the regulations for Yang Lai to treat diseases.

It was supposed to have given Yang Lai the first diagnosis and treatment recently, because Mrs. Yang's affairs were delayed.

Thinking of this, Meng Fu closed the case, turned his head to Yang Lai, and smiled with his lips and said, "Uncle, I actually have some medical skills. Why not start from today, I will help you see your legs. I will definitely not lose to that Feng Divine Doctor. I will record the next variety show soon."

Yang Lai was listening to Yang Zhaolin talking to Yang Hua. When he heard Meng Fu's words, he turned his head and was stunned for a moment.

Yang Zhaolin, who was talking to Yang Hua, also looked at Meng Fu.

I remembered that Mrs. Yang told her that Meng Fu had been intern in the hospital, and Yang Lai had also watched a little. He did not pay attention to variety shows, but only watched the part that Meng Fu wore the jewelry he gave him.

Yang Jiu was stunned: "Miss Afu, sir's legs..."

Yang Lai didn't mind very much. He interrupted Yang Jiu and laughed at Meng Fu, "Okay, then you can treat me."

Anyway, his legs are just the worst.

Meng Fu is not a person who does things randomly.

Yang Jiu: “…”

The fake Yang family’s eldest daughter Yang Liufang, and the real Yang family’s young lady Meng Fu.

Meng Fu looked at Yang Lai's expression and knew that he didn't take it seriously. She didn't care. "It's better to choose a day than to meet the day, just today."

**

evening.

Meng Fu returned to Jianghe Villa.

No one sent her today, Su Di went to the Security Bureau to find someone. Su Cheng didn't know what he was busy with these two days. Meng Fu drove the car himself and heard the car at will in the parking space.

There was no parking space in the dormitory on Shengyu, and the parking spaces behind were all bought by Su Cheng later.

By the way, I bought Shengyu's dormitory as well.

Meng Fu parked the car and noticed the car in the next parking space as soon as he got off the car.

The modified sports car has good functions. Meng Fu guessed that the owner should be able to race cars, so she retracted her gaze.

Go directly into the elevator and go back to 1601, and there are quaint boxes on the table in the room.

Meng Fu stood by the table, looked at the box for a while, and then reached out to open it.

The box is filled with kesi of the plum blossom picture, and 32 gold needles are neatly placed on the kesi, with different lengths.

Meng Fu's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and she looked at the golden needles and fell into deep thought.

The cell phone in her pocket sounded, and the sound interrupted Meng Fu's imagination. She took out her cell phone and it was Galton, "Teacher."

"Yeah," Galton flipped through the documents, narrowing his blue eyes, "Are you participating in the space thruster?"

Meng Fu picked up the silver needle and was indifferent: "Yes."

"The algorithm I gave me yesterday was also from the project?" Galton said again.

Meng Fu laughed, and she leaned against the table, "No, teacher, if you ask me again, you will reveal the secret."

Galton paused a little, and he coughed slightly, "Okay, I'll take a look if there is any problem."

Galton hung up the phone and still looked at the algorithm on the computer. He always felt that something was wrong. He was nearly 50 years old and had countless major projects he had taken over. Although this algorithm was an algorithm for a space thruster, Galton always felt that it seemed to be a bit advanced.

Here.

Meng Fu rushed to Yang's house.

The underground garage is large, cool and dim.

Meng Fu casually put on a mask and went to find a car.

She casually looked at the car next door, but was stunned when she saw it.

Beside the luxurious sports car, a man fainted at the car door. His upper body leaned against the car door and his lower body sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and from a distance, Meng Fu could feel the surging air blade.

This man is not far from death.

Meng Fu took a casual look and took the car key to unlock his car door remotely.

When passing by the man, Meng Fu glanced at him, opened the driver's door and drove away.

The car had just driven out ten meters, but stopped slowly and fell back.

Meng Fu got out of the car again, and she looked at the man's face condescendingly, "I'll have a personal housing price drop here..."

She took out the golden needle from her waist and pricked five needles on the man's forehead.

She took action very quickly. When five needles fell, the air blade on the man's body became much more relaxed.

About two minutes later, the bloody face faded away.

Meng Fu pulled out the silver needle, returned to the car, and drove away.

**

Soon, I arrived at the Yang family.

The Yang family’s hall has been cleaned again, and the carpet and sofa root coffee table have been replaced. The carpet last time was stained with blood.

When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang was still at home.

She was going to stay in the hospital to take care of Mrs. Yang, but Yang Hua drove her back.

When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang sat on the sofa, not knowing what she was thinking. When she saw Meng Fu, she came back to her senses: "Cousin, you are here."

"Where is my uncle?" Meng Fu walked over, didn't sit down, and just took off his mask.

"Upstairs," Yang Liufang stood up, drooped her head, lost her beautiful spirit, and took Meng Fu upstairs, "I heard you want to treat my father's legs?"

Meng Fu and Yang Liufang walked upstairs, holding a golden needle in their hands, and their dark eyes slightly retracted: "Try it."

She said it casually, and did not give Yang Lai hope, nor did she give Yang Liufang hope.

Because even if you are 90% sure, 10% will fail, and Meng Fu dare not promise.

Yang Lai and Yang Liufang didn't take Meng Fu's words to heart.

When Meng Fu gave Yang Lai acupuncture, Yang Lai was even handling official duties. He leaned on the bed, Yang Jiu and Yang Liufang stood aside and listened to Yang Lai talking about the company.

When Dr. Qin heard that Meng Fu was going to treat Yang Lai, he came over.

Meng Fu took out the golden needle.
To be continued...